I sat down slowly in thought where I was standing. My elbows found comfort on my laps, and my palms clamped together. I thought I had seen every strange move Neche had in stock, so it got me confused the more.
In my curiosity, I put my confused self together and headed to the room. But I advised myself to be careful in case she decided to go violent. But why would she want to be violent in the first place? I asked myself.
"Why was I violent in the first place?"
I started it. But I didn't want to be stung by it: like the Igbo adage would say;
"someone who stabs another at the back doesn't allow anyone to go behind him with a knife."
I felt guilty for cheating Neche, so I made up my mind not to defend if at all she decided to be violent.
When I got to the door of our room, I took a deep breath in and out. I was ready to get injured. I even foresaw myself being rushed to the hospital in the pool of my blood.
My right hand shivered as I laid hold on the door handle. It was like I wasn't prepared to nurse such pain when I could defend and prevent the pain. What if the degree of her hit was going to be more than what I anticipated for? Then it would be to my loss. I would suffer it for the rest of my life alone, and she may move on with another man. "Prevention is better than cure" I advised myself again.-This conclusion seemed okay with me, so I summoned courage to open the door with my right hand, and then defend with my left hand.
I gently and slowly pushed the door open, every part of me was active that I could even see microscopic objects at that instance. Fear, no doubt, engulfed me as my eyes were rolling, looking at every corner of the room almost at a time. My heartbeat was faster than its normal rate that my chest was expanding and contracting, and I felt fear emitting from my eyes.
As I pushed the door open the more, I spotted her legs. Cold vibes quickly ran through my body and I responded to it. I became more careful and fearful.
Neche was already sleeping before I came in. From the look of things as I stood and watched her sleep, she'd gone deep.
"Why did that voice deceive me then? Why was I that frightened when my poor wife is sleeping innocently. I was even foolish to believe it in the first place."
Nothing mattered to me then than the peace I felt within me as I watched her sleep. The thought of violence or anything related to it flew away at that instance. My heart started readjusting to beat at its pace. After watching her for a while, I looked up to the ceiling as if to the heavens and let out words of thanksgiving.
"Thank you Jesus."
As soon as those words escaped my lips, I thought it wise to also have a bath. I quickly got ready and stepped into the bath room.
I rushed the bath as though if I didn't, something would go wrong. Well, maybe yes, something would go wrong. I needed not to be out of sight then, and since I wasn't there when she slept off, I should be there to watch her wake.
Within a twinkle of an eye, I was out of the bathroom drying myself up. All I wanted to see was her, and my eyes were focused to see her even before I stepped into the room again.
Neche maintained her position, just that the skimpy gown she wore folded up her thighs a little. I felt a little kick and sweetness around my waist as I saw that. I quickly pulled my eyes away like it was a taboo to see that; who even knows if it was truly, judging from all that had transpired between us.
I creamed my body and put on my boxer, I was ready to join her in bed but I didn't want to disturb her sleep. My wish was for time to go past 12noon, so that we will both miss the appointment with the lawyer to commence our divorce procedure.
Gently and carefully, I started snuggling myself close to her and fixing her in my arms. I raised her head and made it rest on my right arm and placed her right hand on my chest. She obviously grumbled unconsciously, readjusted and held me closer to herself. I raised my brows in surprise and excitement, and immediately played into tune.
Everywhere was dead silent for about 30seconds. The only sound I was hearing was the tick of the wall clock in our room. My sight was shifted to it and I noticed it was 10:38am. I smiled and was happy that my wish would certainly become reality.
Whenever she wanted to readjust, I would cuddle her the more to entice her to go back to sleep as we crowded together. That was what I was doing until my eyes started getting weaker and before I knew it, I slept off too.
I woke up sluggishly as I tried to disjoin my eyelashes; a phone call had woken me up.
"Hello?" I mumbled out.
I was shocked to my marrows and confused when I heard Neche's voice from the other side of my phone...
Stay tuned for Episode X!!!
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